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alphalogs2015-11-07 10:13 am
Daycycle 3 [Nov 7-9]
DAYCYCLE 3
[NOV 7-9]
MORNING
Breakfast goes off without a hitch this morning. Is it just you or is soylent red getting more edible? Should you be worried? Maybe.
As a special, you are still being singled out by the majority of the other Troubleshooters, but most of them have taken the route of flat out ignoring you. Your Briefing Officer is in a particular mood and doesn’t seem interested in giving you anything about your missions except for the most necessary details. Today’s work is much more mundane than normal.
Troubleshooter Team: Dick Grayson & Bucky Barnes
Mission: ‘Mike Reilly was testing an experimental personal cloaking device in the area before he suddenly disappeared. He isn’t answering his PDC, and he hasn’t responded to pages, so we think he may have gone rogue. While you’re on your mission, look for signs of an invisible Troubleshooter. If you find him, let us know immediately and follow him until we arrive. Do not try to apprehend him yourselves, as we don’t want the cloaking device damaged.’ (This could just as easily be a wild bot chase if the cloaking device, say, sucked Reilly into hyperspace or something. On the other hand, a working cloaking device could be a really valuable thing for yourselves or the black market.)
All other Troubleshooters: You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.
Intel
Corpore Metal is recruiting again. Members are most recognizable by their metal upgrades. Metal upgrades are not traitorous, unless they are beyond current allowed specifications.
There was a bomb located on a BLUE level citizen’s autocar yesterday evening. Check the undercarriage of every autocar you come into contact, especially for higher level citizens.
AFTERNOON
The Exciting World of Data Modification Museum opens up at 1200 to record crowds. All Troubleshooters not assigned to missions are ordered to attend for crowd control. A small riot seems to break out when known Humanitarian loyalists try to protest the history provided and Troubleshooters are given the order to capture suspected traitors on sight.
EVENING
At approximately 1800 the Amateaur Dramatics Hobby group puts on a show in the Commissary for citizens of all clearance levels. It is a modern interpretation of that beloved show from the past, Cats, complete with synthesizers and lasers. Sleep aid gas is expelled into the sleeping quarters at 2100.
Daycyle 3: Debriefing
Reward and punishment will be determined by the outcome of your missions, though they may depend entirely on the current processing power of The Computer at the time and classified information not available to you. In other words, everything is never as it seems, so be prepared for anything.
Please debrief The Computer and your Briefing Officer on your mission using the form below.
Bucky and Dick
Troubleshooters Dick Grayson; Bucky Barnes
Mission outcome: Mike Reilly knocked out and left unconscious in a kitchen walk-in to decide his own fate, Cloaking Device 'not found' (Pocketed by Dick for future use)
Alpha Complex Damage: None
Traitorous Casualties: None
Citizen Casualties: None
Intel gained: 'None' (Device captured byDick for study/future use and reported as neither the device nor Mike being found.)
Natasha Romanoff | Afternoon
When the riot breaks out, she wades in to the thick of things to help break it up, navigating thrown punches and brawls with a practiced ease, keeping an eye out for weapons. Whatever she's stationed here for, she has no intention of letting innocent spectators get hurt by the conflict.
Mission | Tag Bucky
"He's definitely there," he whispered "Unless there's another invisible guy running around this place. They said we're supposed to call it in once we see him..." but now they were here, in the kitchen, where he was pretty sure the cameras weren't working, he had a much better idea, he just didn't know how easy it would be to talk his roommate into it.
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Working with Dick had proven actually almost familiar. Their mission required stealth and with it came a familiarity that reminded Bucky of the Howling Commandos.
He kept his own voice low after meeting Dick's report with a nod. There were some useful things in the kitchen that could function both as weapons and tools, and Bucky really wasn't one for backing down and letting their target scape during reconnaissance. Especially for superiors he neither knew nor trusted.
"So they said, but who knows if they would ever find him after we passed over his location. He could slip out at any moment. I think I would like to talk to him for myself and find out why they don't want us grabbing him first." Bucky, for all his training, was still far too much the bull-headed young man from Brooklyn to just take orders at face value. He wanted to know who their target was and what they were turning him in to before they handed him over to the people in charge.
"What do you say we do a little more investigating, first?" he asked, reaching for a pan off one of the kitchen shelves and removing it quietly. No one had really put up a fuss after his last investigation. As far as he knew, they wouldn't over this one, either.
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"You know, I was thinking exactly the same" he paused for a moment to think of a plan, this kind of thing was a lot easier when he had his utility belt but he was sure he could manage without, and Bucky seemed like the resourceful type - particularly when he reached for the pan.
"Okay, I'll sneak round and cut off his exit, you grab him from behind?" He whispered after a quick glance around the corner to make sure their target was still rummaging.
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The cloaking device was impressive. The commandos could have done with one or a dozen of them during their missions. But while Bucky had succeeded in halting their target's escape, he had also knocked the man out.
After they located the cloaked man on the floor, Bucky had Dick help him drag the man to a less conspicuous area of the kitchens, a walk-in with only one way in or out to make sure he would not escape.
"Whatever this device is, it seems a little too useful to just hand over without at least taking a look at it." If only that device 'genius', Stark were around. He would likely understand better than Bucky could and maybe even be able to find a way to recreate or at least use it the way he had done with the Hydra weapons.
"And the man underneath it." It was strange trying to find the device on a body he couldn't see. All he could fine was skin and fabric.
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"It does seem like an awfully dangerous piece of tech to just hand over," he agreed, crouching down to carefully feel for the device, it helped that having his hands on the guy meant he would have an immediate warning when he started to wake.
"There's got to be some kind of electronics involved, we're probably looking for some plastic or metal, maybe some wiring..." he explained, running his hands around the man's head (and checking for blood when he did so, probably good to make sure Bucky's hit wasn't a killing one).
Eventually the device was located and was luckily easy enough to switch off, and then there they were with an unconscious man on the floor between them and a particularly effective cloaking device theirs for the taking.
"We can try waking him up if you want to interrogate him..."
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"It might be best if he never even sees our faces, but I'm not sure whether or not he will remember yours." Bucky's mind would take a while to come out of the war zone he had been pulled from before being told he was a clone, and he was still thinking in war strategy and stealth the way he would have with the Howling. He had doubts the device was something he would understand, but Dick had a clearer understanding of technology, and it would be easy for the two of them to stick together on this, being roommates.
"We can claim we never found him and let him go off into hiding, or we can get rid of the evidence. Whichever we choose, we both have to deal with the consequences, so we should make a decision we can agree on." He could put more blood on his hands, but he would not put that on anyone else.
"Whatever we choose, it would be better if our C.O.s believe we never located the device. Just about everything is considered treason, to what I have seen so far. This isn't likely to be off the list."
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"I doubt he got a good look at either of us," Dick nodded slightly, personally he was kind of glad - he wasn't entirely sure how much the guy would tell them, and waking him up was probably more trouble than it was worth. He was already inspecting the device - there was definitely a lot he could do with this, just imagine, complete invisibility, a brand new gadget that was better than anything he'd had in his utility belt before, the perfect beginning to one now... unless Bucky wanted to keep it for himself, in which case Dick would have to try and replicate it.
"Makes sense..." Dick agreed with everything Bucky had said so far, it made sense, they had to both be happy with the story so they knew they could trust each other with it, and the more they both agreed, the easier it would be for them to lie should interrogation come up. "The way I see it, we have three options. We can call it in that we found him, but that we found him like this and whoever took the device got away, that's probably the more risky option if he did see us... we can leave him here and let him get himself out of this mess... or we can dispose of him..." he definitely didn't want to go for that last option, especially when it probably would involve killing the guy, he was not on board for killing.
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"Think you can make sense of that tool of his? I imagine it would be in his best interest as much as ours not to tell anyone about what happened." Maybe he would go on the run, or maybe he would just act like nothing had ever happened.
"Better never to have found him at all than to claim we found him without it. He might be more inclined not to try to turn on us if we don't hand him over." Bucky glanced around the walk in and got back to his feet.
"We need to get out of here before he comes to, though. And we should probably keep looking for him."
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"You've got a point," Dick agreed. Easier for the two of them to explain themselves against him... even if they'd probably be in trouble for even being accused, but that was a bridge they could cross if they came to it.
"I imagine I can figure it out," Dick grinned far more enthusiastically than he probably should have, and tucked the device away in one of his pockets. He knew a few places it would be safe to go and work out if he could use it, and then the world would be his oyster. He'd share with Bucky, obviously, since they were both in on this, but his main thoughts were on how he could use this to help people - and to figure this place out.
"You're right, let's head out to look for him as far away from here as possible before we report we couldn't find him." he moved away from the unconscious man, stepping out into the kitchen again "We can figure out our story on the way, but I think the simplest will probably be the best."
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He followed Dick out of the walk-in, and set his makeshift weapon back on a shelf. After that he started heading out of the kitchen, and did his best to look as if the search was still on.
"It's not easy to find something you can't see." It was a comment to both Dick's new device and their cover story. At some point one or both of them might have need to disappear, and figuring out how the device worked would be in their favour. As far as their mission was concerned though, how could they really expect two men without the ability to see invisible targets to find someone they could not see? Clearly their superiors were asking too much of them.
"And the less we show off what we can do, the less it is likely to make us targets for someone else."
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Keeping up the act, Dick poked through cupboards and peered into assorted rooms as they headed back out into the corridor, making a great show of still looking for what they now knew they wouldn't find. Bucky's words made him nod, his expression setting into something a little more grim.
"That'll definitely help us," he agreed "There's plenty of regular troubleshooters out there who seem ready to leap at the chance to take out any of us 'specials', they'll be on the watch for anything. Best they don't see anything that might get us into trouble."
The more he thought about it, the more useful the device would be - not just for him and Bucky, but for any other specials that they trusted to use it. They'd have to be careful who they told about it, of course, but there were almost certainly people they were getting closer to who would make good use of a little bit of invisibility.
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He kept his voice low, while they spoke, trying to keep from seeming suspicious, but not wanting to be overheard.
"Before I came here, we used hand signals when we needed to communicate. Might be useful if we found our own way for when we don't want people listening in on what we have to say." It was a show of trust from Bucky. The younger man was his roommate, and Bucky had every intention of staying on good terms with the man during his stay in the complex. It was better to live with an ally than sleep with the enemy.
"Something we can use to let each other know if we ever get into a bad situation." He might not know Dick that well, but he still believed in not leaving a man behind.
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"I've been known to use that kind of thing myself," Dick agreed, keeping his voice equally low. There were times when him and Batman worked in perfect tandem with each other, but there were times when hand signals were needed as well, so they had a system in place. It hadn't been something he'd used a lot with the team, not when they had their mental link, but that didn't mean he forgot it all.
"We should compare notes, figure out a few for emergencies." he nodded slightly, eyes lighting up when his own words gave him an idea "Speaking of notes...how are you with codes?"
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"The closer to normal we can make it the less likely people are to catch on that we're using one." He kept his voice just as low. This was a matter not to be overheard and they were not in a secure location if one even existed.
"Specific phrases with alternate meanings assigned, that sort of thing."
Happy to wrap this up?
"You're right," Dick nodded, pleasantly surprised by the suggestion "If they fall into the wrong hands, people are more likely to dismiss them if they look ordinary, rather than spend time trying to crack the code. We just need to figure out a few things, whenever there's something important we need to share. We need to talk, you're being watched, that kind of thing, right?"
If they came up with anything else they thought they'd need, they could add to it later, he was pretty sure they were both experienced enough to judge what might come in handy. He appreciated making these kinds of connections, being able to surround himself with people who had his back, or people he could work with, it was what he did, and it made him feel a lot better about this place.
sure!
It felt like a purpose having something to work toward that was a specific goal instead of all the vague, larger questions he had and the questionable orders of an unknown organization.
He spent the rest of the afternoon pretending to hunt their quarry with Dick and then told the younger man he would deliver the bad news for the both of them. He gave the news of their failure to their superiors and that night went to work with Dick on the start of their new code.